“Lay em down, Sethe. Sword and shield. Down. Down. Both of em down. Down by the riverside. Sword and shield. Don’t study war no more. Lay all that mess down. Sword and shield.”
Her heavy knives of defense against misery, regret, gall and hurt, she placed one by one on a bank where clear water rushed on below.
— May 22, 2026 05:22AM
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